HOW DID I MISS THE PUNK SHOOT?!?? Oh mah gawd she was beautiful! I loved the urban graffiti setting, and yes, the trolly was super good. I also really like "don't Cap HBK" on the last pic lol. When you visit the US you need to bring her

D: I am not a dick. Well, in the figurative sense. As for the literal sense, I might be.....

...California's a cool state, as long as you ignore the upper-class Conservative Christian flag-wavers. And Valley Girls. And Bros. Like, chyah dude. Broooo, man! Dude, bro, man bro! Mmmaaannn. I also live near the original spawn of Hippies (Berkeley).

So, if you don't like the smell of marijuana, don't come to California. XD

Also, more cow for you!imgYay for white grass! Also, yes the tree trunk was basically black, we had really bad fires come through the area a few years ago, things are just starting to really grow back.

Cool. Ahh, fires. No fun at all. One got my old city, including part of my high school. Good times. XD

Now, this photo is not taken by me, but I am the model, and I helped with ideas on the background, clothes, makeup and jewlerry. So, I figured I would post it here rather than the images of you thread. Enjoy!There is no editing done in this photo, that is just how good she is!

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Naa, I'm not that pretty, she is just an awesome photographer . (but thankyou guys anyways ) Also, she was the guitarist in the band I was in, so now we can all start to make connections everywhere . The drummer from the band I was in, is also in one of the photo's I posted previously here. >.< Yeah, I have had relatively the same group of friends for like 7 years now .

Anyways, here is another one, I don't like it as much, but it's cool in a weird way, I look sort of intentionally stunned or something lol.

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